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WANDERBACH page 188

Time goes by and he almost regrets when Waja announces
that she has to take care of the Gods. She proposes to switch partners but Tork
tells her that he wants to give Barg more exercise because he is growing fat
from boredom.

She starts staring at him. ‘What are you up to?’

- ‘I will hike a couple of days in the
wilderness. That is good for all of us; some time away. Too long at one place
is not for me.’

Waja makes sure that he has enough food and
beverage for at least a week. ‘Don’t get lost,’ she says softly.

- ‘I maybe, but not Barg.’

To not betray his goal he leaves towards the
east, a path that he walked before with Waja. He knows that it split a couple
of times and then bends to the south. He didn’t ask her but he noticed that
Waja avoided the southern track.

The first part goes fast; over an hour to the
split. Enough time to check if he is followed.
Sometimes he looks backwards, walks into a side path and waits, but he
doesn’t see anyone. The forest is quite as if they are the only living souls.

Once at the south track he is convinced and sneaks
between the bushes.

Barg is enthusiast. He knows that it’s not for
a short walk this time. Tork even borrowed a knife from the women, that hangs
without holder in a noose of his jeans. Nothing special: an ordinary kitchen
knife with long blade which is not much of use if the bushes become thicker. It
is meant to cut or sharpen something and Tork hopes that possible obstacles won’t
be insurmountable.

It is a good path, abundantly
covered with grass and moss, which meanders around the tallest trees and more
or less goes south. Not many obstacles, sometimes a fallen tree across the road,
half rotten and covered with lichen.